“I had a coffee date yesterday. My first date in over 25 years.”
“You met online?”
“Yes.”
“How did it go?”
“It was heartbreaking. She was 39 years old, still lives with her mother and uncle, has a personality that explains why she still lives with her mother and uncle at the age of 39 . . . and yet she dressed up, drove out to meet me hoping I suppose that maybe I was the person who would save her from being alone the rest of her life.
“And of course I was hoping something similar about her. But I couldn’t save her and she couldn’t save me. There’s so much loneliness in the world. I wish I could save everyone but I can’t save anyone. Including myself.”